. . this feeling haunts and inhabits me, like a sickness. it covers me, like skin.
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board.
Grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.
There is nothing to make you like other human beings so much as doing things for them.
I maintain that I have been a Negro three times--a Negro baby, a Negro girl and a Negro woman. Still, if you have received no clear cut impression of what the Negro in America is like, then you are in the same place with me. There is no The Negro here. Our lives are so diversified, internal attitudes so varied, appearances and capabilities so different, that there is no possible classification so catholic that it will cover us all, except My people! My people!
There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man's spice-box seasons his own food.
Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it.
Evangelism and the local church are inseparable. It's like the Good Samaritan seeking an inn for the one he rescued.
Without those hackers, we wouldn't solve the problems we need to solve, especially security
As the yeere is, your pot must seeth.
I organize the opposition between colors, lines and curves. I set curves against straight lines, patches of color against plastic forms, pure colors against subtly nuanced shades of gray.